Speechless

 What are you?

I think back to that first moment,

You were just a picture 

But still

You made me nothing but an inhale.

Rendered me dumb, speechless, devoid of anything that wasn’t you.

How lucky I am then

To feel that once again

Only ten fold

When I first stood in your presence,

Your soulful eyes squarely on me.

Yes, again 

I am without word or thought or breath,

That is what you are

And what you do.

How can I call that anything other

Than divine?

I say again,

What are you?

Mortals do not have eyes like that,

Or presence which stops the beating heart.

What are you?